The night is like a lovely tune, beware my foolish heart!How white the ever constant moon, take care, my foolish heart!There's a line between love and fascination,That's hard to see on an evening such as this,For they give the very same sensation.When you are lost in the passion of a kiss.Your lips are much too close to mine, beware my foolish heart!But should our eager lips combine, then let the fire start.For this time it isn't fascination, or a dream that will fade and fall apart,It's love this time, it's love, my foolish heart!